We know clouds are water vapor,
but we’re still amazed they float.
We know trees are turned to paper,
but how, we’ll never know.
So many little things,
make so little sense.
But since they are ordinary,
questions make us sound dense.
We may be too easily transfixed–
insane and dull and dumb–
but we see the world with wonder,
seeking all of its wisdom.
We are wise fools.
The “wise fool”:
An oxymoron that, like the rest,
is contradictory but makes perfect sense.
Jordan Eve Morral
(Image is of the author)
Saragun Springs 
Jordan Eve
This gets at one of those things in life that children ask about and adults have no good answer. The best question being “who made God?” Our ignorance can be depressing–we know what the refrigerator is, but few know how it works. And yet there are people (who are mostly water, moderately priced perfume and arrogance) who know EVERYTHING. I figure life is a collection of chemicals given a shot of magic.
Excellent poem!
Leila
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